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Eric Zinman & Laurence Cook - Double Action

Rigobert Dittmann, Bad Alchemy

The common denominator of the two is Boston and Bill Dixon. Cook, a Free Music Veteran, born 1939, has drummed for the trumpet player among other occasions on his soul note-classics ‘November 1981’ and ‘Son of Sisyphus’ (1988). Zinman calls the meeting with Dixon 1981 the turning point in his life as a musician as an impulse for the measure: Expression is Form. The pianist, born in 1963, showed his adoration for Dixon on occasion of an explicit meeting with his Citizen’s Orchestra and Dixon himself in April 2010. Cook and Zinman got to know and appreciate each other very well having a trio with guitarist Marc Leiboowitz, and in 1987 they formed the Eric Zinman Trio with Craig Schildhauer. This quaint recording for the label in Limours, called as a measure of all things, is already quaint due to the fact that Zinman plays a Yamaha CP300 Stage Piano, while Cook yet adds up to that tormenting a Casio WK1630, resulting in impromptu adventure stories,from which- sacrilege! they are not afraid, having a fake dog barking and calling that piece “Dogs” while on this occasionally some bag is laughing, sometimes the telephone is ringing and racing cars are speeding through the picture. On “greater the green the greater the ceremony” Cook stirs the (snare) tambourine drum to Zinman playing the organ (bagpipes) like a row of Russian dolls in a tent -of -worship-service. In other words the two have enough fun to infect the auditorium with it. One part of this blithe irritation is that next to these vivid plastic gimmicks reigns chaos. Action painting having a crash on being in love with sound if not to say crash. There is rattle and howl, throughout with forbidden trash-electronics and (a) Sun Raesk rubbing (of) the tortured Yamaha up the wrong way. However, there are also sparkling and clicking glass marbles, mice whistling, the dribblings of tiny raindrops. The recording is superb, and you are very close to the real sound of this impro-latin, and you even have to move your head occasionally to avoid being hit by howls, shrills and other cross-bats.